When Yun Zheng walked out of the palace, the coldness on his face had disappeared, and he put on a gentle mask again, but there was still a chilling air in his eyes.
He stepped steadily onto the soft sedan chair of Prince Yun's Mansion. When the sedan curtain with gold threads embroidered with flowers and birds was lowered, he slumped, clutching his chest, his face suddenly turned pale, and he quietly took out a porcelain bottle from his arms.
, poured a pill into his mouth, swallowed it, then leaned against the sedan wall, closed his eyes and rested his mind.
The confrontation with the emperor just now, with the flash of swords and shadows, the spreading of murderous secrets, and exhausting efforts, was more tiring than fighting with someone for three days and three nights.
The monarch and his ministers tested, threatened, and warned each other step by step, but in the end they narrowly won due to Su Mingchang's negligence.
But in fact, he did not get the favor. He was seriously injured. Even if he came to help, it would only be a draw.
Su Ming's reputation as the first master in his childhood was definitely not unearned. At this moment, the blood in his chest was still surging.
But even so, if he had to do it again, he would still choose this way.
Because Emperor Dongming's greatest pleasure is to destroy the people and things he cares about.
If he had not shown strong deterrence and great determination to protect Lin Qingran, the emperor would never have allowed Lin Qingran to see the sun tomorrow - even if Lin Qingran was Xu Changqing's sweetheart.
He would ruthlessly execute Lin Qingran, and then ask him gently and lovingly, is the girl without breathing more lovable than when she was alive?
This is Emperor Dongming's consistent style, destroying the people and things he cares about bit by bit, leaving him trapped in loneliness forever.
The emperor of Dongming hated him and wanted to skin him and cramp him, and crush his bones into ashes.
All this is just because he is that man's son, his son by blood!
The emperor couldn't help but vent all his hatred on his son.
Jin Yi's footsteps sounded outside the sedan, neither light nor heavy, neither slow nor urgent. Every step was very steady. Listening to his ears, people's hearts also calmed down little by little along with his steps.
"Golden Wings." Yun Zheng called in a low voice: "How is the situation in the Prime Minister's Mansion?"
"Your Majesty, this is the first time that I admire a woman's wisdom." Jin Yi's voice was like his own, unhurried and unhurried, but equally peaceful.
"Oh?" Yun Zheng's handsome eyebrows were raised, showing some interest. He raised the curtain and looked at his guard: "What did she do?" Gold Wing was never like Silver Wing, and he could let him say such a thing.
Talking is not an easy thing.
Jin Yi said nothing, but took out a piece of paper and handed it to Yun Zheng: "Your Majesty, this is the betrothal gift that the princess requested from Young Master Xu!"
"Ha ha……"
Yun Zheng rarely laughed like this, but when he saw clearly what was written on the rice paper, he finally couldn't help laughing.
——He knew that his Xiaoran had always been different!
Even his counterattacks are so amazing and brilliant, which makes people admire him.
If Lin Qingran were in front of him at this moment, he would definitely not be able to control himself from hugging her and kissing her passionately, and then ask her how she could have such clever and weird ideas in her little mind.
He laughed so loudly and coughed repeatedly that he stopped laughing, but there was still a clear smile in his bright eyes filled with the beauty of the world.
"Golden Wings!" Yun Zheng said calmly: "No matter what means or method you use, before sunset today, get rid of all the spies lurking in the Prime Minister's Mansion for me."